


Shoulders to lean on

by chaosminnie



Series: Magic Shop ~ drabble collection [2]
Category: K-pop, 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Genre: Bottom Jeon Jungkook, Bottom Min Yoongi | Suga, Bottom Park Jimin (BTS), Cute Min Yoongi | Suga, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Gangbang, Kim Namjoon | RM is Whipped, Kim Namjoon | RM is a Sweetheart, M/M, Min Yoongi | Suga-centric, No Angst, Smut, Stressed Min Yoongi | Suga, They all love LOVE Yoongi okay
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2020-01-19
Updated: 2020-01-19
Packaged: 2021-02-19 10:47:32
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,539
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22309792
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/chaosminnie/pseuds/chaosminnie
Summary: Yoongi has been stressed over 7 for a while now.Overworking himself to the point of falling asleep at his studio table with his headphones on.Bangtan can't take it anymore, so they take it upon themselves to help the older.A loving ot7 gangbang ensues.
Relationships: Bangtan Boys Ensemble/Bangtan Boys Ensemble, Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok/Kim Namjoon/Kim Seokjin/Kim Taehyung/Min Yoongi/Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin, OT7 - Relationship
Series: Magic Shop ~ drabble collection [2]
Series URL: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1346272
Comments: 3
Kudos: 128





	Shoulders to lean on

**Author's Note:**

> celebrating my nsfw twitter & this acc turning one with this little thing. 
> 
> it's all love, all floof, everyone loves yoongi, especially namjoon. 
> 
> come find me [on twitter @mintyoobie](https://twitter.com/mintyoobie)

It has been going on for weeks.

As the due date by which Yoongi had to hand over the album to the management crept closer, he spent more and more time in the studio doing last-minute rearrangements on things that have been annoying him for days on end. Namjoon and Hoseok have already finished their songs and those that they worked on together, but something just wasn't clicking.

Yoongi has been rearranging songs here and there, and oftentimes he got so absorbed into his work that he forgot to eat or drink. His head was hurting constantly and more often than not either of rapline had found him sitting at his table, sleeping with his headphones on.

"Hyung I'm worried." Hoseok said one night at dinner, and of course, Yoongi was missing.

"Me too actually." Joon said. "I know how he is, but he doesn't usually push himself this hard."

"I know." Jin said. "But what can we do about it?"

"We have to take his mind off of the album." Namjoon said taking a sip from his soju.

"I believe you already have an idea." Hoseok said as an evil grin crept on his face.

"I sure have." Namjoon said sharing the same grin, Seokjin glancing confused between his two dongsaengs.

And this is how the six of them found themselves in the living room discussing the plan. 

“I don’t know hyung.” Jimin said with his arms folded on his chest, sitting on the floor at the feet of Taehyung. “It has been so long since we have done anything like this.” 

“This is exactly why it will take him by surprise and will distract him for long enough.” Namjoon said. They all knew he had a point, but just as Jimin said it has been a while since they all got down and dirty with each other. Sure he and Taehyung were in a relationship and all the others have been fooling around with each other in one way or another before, but it was uncommon nowadays for them. 

“Would any of this upset you?” Jin asked. “Because if it does, you don’t have to do anything with us. You can be together” He assured them “but we need you to be in the room, so Yoongi knows we were all worried and we together as Bangtan wanted to help him.” 

“I don’t mind.” Taehyung boomed in with his low voice. “Actually, it has been too long since I fucked Yoongi hyung and I miss it.” 

“Hey!” Jimin slapped him. 

“What!? Don’t tell me you didn’t fantasize about him. I know you too well.” The younger said. 

Begrudgingly Jimin accepted that Taehyung indeed had a valid point and stayed silent.

Namjoon went on and explained what he wanted to do with them, they all agreed on most of the things, and on those they didn’t they made it work differently, for the sake of Yoongi. 

They set the plan into motion the following week. 

It came as no surprise that Yoongi is not having dinner with them again. 

The six of them eat together, a little anxious but nevertheless excited for what they have planned for the bigger part of the night. They don’t have schedules for the next day either, so it really is the perfect time to let some steam off. 

Namjoon packs up a box with some leftover chicken, rice and some kimchi that Jin made and goes to the studio. 

He laments on many things, takes everything into account as to where their plan could fail, but essentially empties his mind. Yoongi needs this. They need this. 

Namjoon arrives later than he wanted to at Yoongi’s studio but he’s sure that the older is still there and he is not surprised when he hears soft noises, some cursing and music coming from the end of the hall. The older has a tendency to listen to their music out loud when nobody is in the building anymore. 

So it comes as no surprise when Namjoon enters the code to Yoongi’s studio that he’s hit by the music and the older rapper sitting at his table with his head between his hands, mumbling to himself and listening to only a little snippet from a song on repeat, as if something is wrong with it. 

Something warm washes over the leader as he watches his hyung from behind for a few moments, a smile creeping up on his lips before he lets him know that he arrived with food. 

“Hyung.” He breathes. Yoongi turns in his seat, stopping the music, his eyes getting bigger and bigger with every breath he takes. 

“Joon-ah?” He asks as if he couldn’t believe that the leader was there. 

“Have you eaten today?” 

“I can’t believe you, Joon-ah.” Yoongi sulked as the leader took his hand and they started walking back to the dorm. “It’s fucking cold and you’re making me walk back home.” 

“Shut up hyung it’s just 15 minutes.” Namjoon laughed, taking Yoongi’s hand. He hoped that he could play off his palm sweating by the warmth of Yoongi’s. The older hummed in acknowledgement and didn’t say a word anymore. So Namjoon filled the silence with mindless brain dumping that he knew Yoongi was grateful for. 

Namjoon didn’t want to blow his load just yet, but he couldn’t help it. Yoongi was so beautiful with his sleepy eyes and soft breathing. He placed his hand on the small of Yoongi’s back for support and the older’s reaction was instant, first stiffing up then letting go, melting into Namjoon’s touch and snuggling up to his side. 

“Is anyone home?” Yoongi asked once they entered their shared apartment, toeing off his shoes. All the lights were off but low rustling could be heard, along with even more silent breaths and some giggling. 

“We were all waiting for you.” Namjoon whispered into Yoongi’s ears while he helped the older out of his coat, dropping a small kiss on his temple. Yoongi wasn’t as clueless as Namjoon wanted him to be, he already had an idea where this all was going, but he wanted them. So he played along. 

The tension was already doing things to him, all of it going to his groin. 

Namjoon dropped off the container in the kitchen, pulling Yoongi with him and handing him a small glass of water. He knew Yoongi probably didn’t drink enough throughout the day. 

He leads Yoongi in the dark towards Seokjin’s room. As they near it Yoongi realises that the door is left ajar and warm yellow and soft reds seep out from under the door and along the length of it. He can hear low rumbles and tender little smacks of lips on skin from inside and his breath hitches. 

He glances at Namjoon who just smiles at him and pushes the door open, one hand still supporting Yoongi on his back. 

The older is hit with too much at once. 

He sees Seokjin in his favourite armchair, Taehyung and Jimin in his lap, the two kissing and feeling up each other. He takes in the sight in front of him but as he hears an all too familiar moan his eyes scan further through in the room. He spots Jungkook on top of Hoseok on the floor, where two mattresses are placed in the centre of the room. It’s a tight fit, they had to do some reorganizing, pushing Jin’s bed to the side and bringing in the mattresses but they made it work. Jimin and Jungkook covered it with all Yoongi’s favourite things. The blankets he likes to cover himself when he takes naps in several parts of the dorm, his favourite pillow is also there along with the cat plush Namjoon gifted him on their first Christmas together. 

He stopped breathing. 

It’s all too much for him. 

He glances between the scenes presented in front of him as he feels himself growing fully hard in his jeans. 

“This all for me?” Yoongi lets out a small whimper. 

“All for you.” Namjoon whispers in his ear. “Remember the safeword we were using, if you feel uncomfortable don’t hesitate to say it, but other than that, please let us take care of you.” He said running his nose along Yoongi’s shoulder, leaving kisses along the length of it as he reaches his neck. 

His hands also get to work, softly caressing the front of Yoongi’s jeans as the other is breathing heavier and heavier because of the view presented in front of him. He lets out a particularly loud moan when Namjoon pops open his button on the front of his jeans and pushes it down. 

“Joon-ah.” He whispers. 

“What is it baby, speak to me.” He says in a low rumble, right next to Yoongi’s ears, still nosing at his neck. 

“I want you last. Whatever-  _ ah-  _ happens. I want you  _ la-last. _ ” The older breathes out. 

“Whatever you want baby.” Namjoon reassures him ducking his hand under Yoongi’s underwear to feel him up. Namjoon’s glad that Yoongi asked for this, that he spoke his mind. It was kind of an unspoken rule between them anyways. Having spent almost ten years together, even though they weren’t explicitly in a relationship, the leader and the oldest rapper shared a bond that no one understood but all respected. The older turns his head to look at their leader. He looks so beautiful, Yoongi thinks, missing entirely on Jungkook crawling towards him. He jumps a little in surprise when he feels another set of hands run up his thighs, earning a small chuckle from Namjoon still behind him. 

“Hi hyung” Jungkook greets. He’s eyes are glossy, glazed with want and lust. “Can I suck you off?” 

“ _ Fuck _ ” Yoongi breathes out. “Yeah, yeah, anything you want.” He looks down at the youngest at his feet, as Jungkook smiles at him mischievously, peeling off his jeans and underwear. He eyes Yoongi’s cock a little, red and already leaking precome. It truly has been long since they had sex with each other. But it also has been too long since he had time to take care of himself. 

Jungkook gives it a few light tugs and puts the tip in his mouth first, lapping at the precome, collecting it on his tongue to savor the taste. He looks up at Yoongi as he sinks down on his length fully, burying his nose in Yoongi’s pelvis, while the other brushes his hand through the youngest’s hair. His other hand finding support in grabbing Namjoon’s butt behind him, with which he earns a small laugh from the leader. Namjoon rests his head on Yoongi’s shoulder and watches the maknae making their hyung feel good from there. 

“You look so beautiful.” He breathes out. “Both of you.” He places a small kiss on Yoongi’s shoulder before he raises the older’s arms and takes off his shirt exposing his chest and soft stomach. Jungkook raises his arms to caress on his stomach at the same time Namjoon lands the first flick on his nipples. Yoongi is livid. Not knowing what to do with all this attention he throws his head back to be able to stay up right, but he knows Namjoon has his back, as so many times before. 

He feels Jungkook’s hands tremble on his stomach so he opens his eyes to find out what happened. His cock twitches in the maknae’s mouth and the youngest laughs a little but it turns into a moan, as Yoongi watches Hoseok wink at him with a sly smile and positions himself under the youngest. Hoseok lets out a low growl when he starts licking at Jungkook’s hole, grabbing his thighs too strong, Yoongi wonders if it will leave marks. As he watches Jungkook getting rimmed by Hoseok he feels his knees give out. It’s too much for him. 

He gently pushes Jungkook off leaving him at Hobi’s mercy and turns around. 

Yoongi looks up at Namjoon, nothing but fondness and adoration in his eyes and he peels off Namjoon’s t-shirt before he rocks to his tip toes and kisses the leader. Yoongi struggles out of his jeans as well, leaving him completely naked. He goes on to unbutton Namjoon’s jeans next in a frenzy, gasping for air as the leader squeezes his ass, massaging it gently. 

“Eager are we?” Namjoon rumbles kissing Yoongi on the top of his head.

“Shut up, you dropped this bomb on me, now deal with the consequences.” Yoongi said with no malice in his voice as he pushed off Namjoon’s jeans and the other stepped out of them.

“I will deal with you anytime.” He whispered as he picked up the smaller. Yoongi crossed his legs behind Namjoon’s back so it was easier to hold himself up and started kissing the leader again. 

Namjoon lowered himself with Yoongi still in his lap and sat on the edge of the mattress, gently squeezing Yoongi’s sides, soothing whatever pain the older might have from the stress and responsibility on his shoulders. 

He pulls Yoongi with him as he lays down on his back, Jungkook still sitting on Hoseok’s face, getting prepped. 

“Hyung,  _ hyung _ .” He moaned. “Namjoon hyung.” Jungkook looked at him with his bottom lips jutted out. Namjoon looked at him with one eyebrow raised, while Hoseok positioned himself behind the youngest stroking his cock lightly. “Can I ride you?” He asked. 

The three rappers chuckled fondly. 

“Always so eager to please.” Namjoon said. 

“But I want Hobi hyung inside as well.” He whispered his words slurring a little as Hoseok changed up the speed on his movements and twisted on the upstroke. 

“ _ Fuck _ , Kook.” It was Hoseok this time. 

And who are they to deny their maknae anything? 

So Yoongi got manhandled onto Namjoon’s face, Jungkook in front of him already sinking down on the leaders cock being loose and wet enough that the slide is delicious and he lets out the softest, most sinful of moans as Namjoon bottoms out. Hoseok still massaging his thighs and calves, letting Jungkook get used to the leader’s girth, since it has been so long. 

Jungkook throws his head back as he starts to bounce on the leader’s length, Yoongi mesmerised by the sight in front of him, Namjoon’s tongue only adding to the sensation. 

But soon enough Jungkook yelps and Yoongi knows Hoseok must’ve entered a finger, along with the cock buried inside of him. 

Yoongi leans forward to kiss the youngest, just to distract him enough so that he won’t squeeze too tight. Jungkook scrambles for Yoongi’s dick, starts jerking him off while drowning out each other’s moans. 

In the meantime Hoseok deemed Jungkook loose enough, so he went on and positioned himself at his entrance, right above where Namjoon’s cock was sitting inside him already. Yoongi was squeezing the youngest a little tighter as Hoseok pushed in. 

The whimper that left Jungkook’s mouth was music to their ears. 

Much unlike Namjoon, Hoseok was going at a rapid pace from the beginning, jostling the youngest back and forth on his cock. 

“ _ Hyu-hyung. _ ” Jungkook moaned. “I-i wanna cum. Can I please cum?” He asked, his words coming out in small stutters. 

“You can come after Yoongi hyung did.” Hoseok whispered into Jungkook’s ears while holding his neck, both of them looking at Yoongi.  _ Fuck _ . 

Yoongi’s breath hitched, still holding the youngest with an iron grip. He watched the first set of tears run down Jungkook’s face and he felt an uncontrollable urge to kiss them off his face. 

For a while only their laboured breaths, moans, slurs and cursing could be heard in the room, all of them getting lost in their own little bubble, enhanced by the lust, pent up energy and stress they all felt. 

Yoongi almost missed the moment Namjoon inserted a finger next to his tongue. 

“Shit, shit,  _ shit _ .” He moaned out. It took Namjoon only a few thrusts with his fingers to locate his prostate and Yoongi was done for in the next minute. 

His orgams took him by surprise, Namjoon chuckling under him, still fingering him and Hoseok started fucking into Jungkook rougher than before. 

“Wanna cum together bun?” He asked Jungkook and the youngest nodded frantically. 

It didn’t help Yoongi at all, who started to shiver from the overstimulation but Namjoon didn’t let him go, still lapping at him and thrusting his fingers in and out of his hole. 

“Why don’t you clean up Joonie before we do, hm?” Hoseok grabbed Jungkook’s hair and pushed him forward. 

The youngest first started placing small kitten licks on Yoongi’s cock then he went on and lapped up all the cum on Namjoon’s chest, remembering to suck on his nipples. 

_ Damn.  _

Yoongi could cum again just from the sight. 

Namjoon let him go finally and Yoongi rolled off of him and onto his back.

Next to him Jimin, Taehyung and Jin didn’t waste their time either. 

As Yoongi rolled on his back, his face ended up next to Jimin’s who smiled at him shyly. Yoongi laughed at that. Jimin kissed him softly and caressed his face, giving him a soft smile, but then turned back to Taehyung and Jin behind him. 

Jin waits for Taehyung to bottom out inside Jimin before he sits back and lets Tae do all the work, by fucking into Jimin and fucking back on Jin’s cock.

Yoongi’s eyes are glassy. He can’t believe them. He figured that it was all Namjoon’s idea, but he just can’t wrap his mind around the fact that the leader got all of them on board for him. 

“Hyung, you’re overthinking.” Jimin says as he takes Yoongi’s hand and starts to jerk himself off with his tiny hand wrapped around Yoongi’s on his cock. He feels another body coming up next to him. He doesn’t even need to check, he just knows it’s Jungkook by the muscles and neediness in the movements. Yoongi drops a kiss on the youngest’s forehead.

“You did an amazing bunny, hyung’s proud of you.” He says and Jungkook snuggles closer and sniffles. 

Yoongi lets out a silent chuckle but turns back to Jimin and he catches the moment he cums, shaking and shivering. 

Jin pulls out, having finished as well and takes Yoongi’s head in his lap. The oldest fishes out a bottle of water from behind himself and holds it to his lips.

“Drink.” He says as Yoongi sits up and takes a few sips of the water, offering it to Jimin as well. 

After drinking Jimin turns to his side and starts to caress Yoongi’s cock. He slowly but surely starts getting hard again. It’s not that hard for him to come twice or even three times a night and it seems like he had enough time to rest and now he’s ready for whatever to come. 

He looks at Jin a little confused when the oldest drops a kiss on his forehead and runs his palms along the length of his torso, Jimin still jerking him off. 

Jin smiles at him warmly and winks when Yoongi feels his legs being moved up, towards his chest and sees Taehyung at his legs. 

So, this is what is coming. 

Taehyung pushes in and lets out one of his signature laughs. 

“ _ God _ , hyung, you’re so tight.” He says and starts moving tantalizingly slowly. 

“ _ Fuck _ , Tae.” Yoongi breathes out. The younger shifts Yoongi’s legs on his shoulders and places his palms next to his face. He starts building up a steady rhythm that’s not too fast but not slow either. 

“Taetae is so close hyung.” Jimin says as he’s still stroking the older’s cock. “Do you think we can make him cum?” Jimin asks as he kisses the rapper once again, sinfully, putting on a show for his lover. 

“Jimin.” Taehyung warns.

“You said you wanna fuck him, but I can’t have fun with him?” Jimin asks with a fake pout on his lips. “You’re no fun.” 

“You’re so getting punished.” Yoongi chuckles but it turns into a moan when Jimin squeezes his cock. He clenches around Taehyung and it’s enough for the other to push him over the edge and he’s coming down Yoongi’s ass. 

“I knew we could do it.” Jimin smiles but not for long. Taehyung pulls out and takes Jimin by the neck. Starts to kiss him up and down while squeezing his neck. 

“ _ Sto-stop. _ ” Yoongi says when Jimin’s hand wanders back to his cock. The other looks at him questioningly, Hoseok and Namjoon looking alert. 

“Is something wrong?” Jimin asks. “Did I hurt you?” 

“No! No, of course not.” Yoongi says, his cheeks reddening. “I just don’t want to cum again.” He says. “I wanna ride Joonie first.” 

Jimin lets out a little laugh, Hoseok and Namjoon let out the breath they didn’t know they were holding. 

“Hyung you’re so cute.” Namjoon says as he pulls Yoongi over to him. “So you wanna ride me?” He asks. Yoongi nods cutely. “You need to ask nicely.” 

“Can I ride you Joonie?” Yoongi asks, eyes glimmering with want, as if Namjoon could ever say no to him. 

“Of course, you can baby.” Namjoon says while dropping a kiss on his forehead and going lover to kiss his lips. He pulls Yoongi into his lap and circles one hand under him, pushing two fingers inside at once, holding Yoongi in place with the other. Namjoon knew Yoongi was loose enough, but still, he was a bit bigger than Taehyung and he wanted to make sure he won’t hurt the smaller. 

“I’m gonna cum on your fingers and then I wouldn’t want to ride you, so please get on with it.” Yoongi sulked. Namjoon let out a warm laugh when Yoongi folded his arms over his chest, puffing up his cheeks, faking annoyement. 

“Alright, alright.” Namjoon said positioning himself so that it’s more comfortable for both of them. He aligned himself and when Yoongi felt the head of Namjoon’s cock at his entrance he sank down on it. 

“ _ Fuck, yes. _ ” He moaned out. 

“You feel just as good as I remember, if not better.” Namjoon said as he kissed Yoongi one last time and laid back on the mattress. 

Admiring the view in front of him, the leader ran his hands up and down on Yoongi’s torso, feeling the smaller up, squeezing his nipples sometimes and giving him enough time to adjust to his size. 

When Yoongi felt comfortable enough on Namjoon’s cock he started circling his hips, first back and forth, getting the hang of the feeling but soon he placed his palm on Namjoon’s pecks and started to move up and down as well. 

He closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the feeling. The drag of Namjoon’s cock was as delicious as Yoongi remembered it to be and the warmth that radiated off of the leader’s chest was just the same as well. 

Namjoon took his sweet time, taking in the view in front of him. 

Yoongi’s milky thighs straining around his waist, his cute little cock angry red and leaking precome, his nose that scrunches up in pleasure and the curve of his eyebrows, the dip in the middle between them. 

“ _ God _ , you’re so beautiful.” Namjoon said, brushing along Yoongi’s thighs with his palms, leaving goosebumps under their wake on Yoongi’s skin. 

In return the other whimpered on top of the leader and started bouncing more frantically. 

Namjoon knew Yoongi well enough to know that his energy was wearing thin, so he sat up, kissed Yoongi on the lips again and circled his arms around the other’s tiny waist, flipping him over in one smooth move. He put Yoongi down as if he was a porcelain doll that could shatter into million little pieces on a stronger impact. 

Namjoon placed his arms on either side of Yoongi’s head while kissing him senseless, his hips never stopping. 

Yoongi looked around to find the others gathered around them, cuddling close to each other, watching how things unfold. 

He saw undeniable fondness in each pair of eyes and it made sweet tears rise into his own eyes. 

It didn’t help that Namjoon was mixing sweet praises with the dirtiest of thoughts over Yoongi. 

“Joon- _ Joon-ah _ ” Yoongi moaned out as he clung to the leader as a koala. “‘m close.” He whispered. Namjoon gently bit into his shoulder and started slamming his hips a little rougher. 

“Come whenever you want.” He said. “You’ve been so good, so, so good for us hyung. I love you.” He whispered, snuggling into Yoongi’s neck, hinting it with kisses and sucking gently, trying desperately not to leave marks. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Was all Yoongi could say before his orgasm flooded through him. He arched his back from the mattress, threw his head back as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. 

Namjoon gently fucked him through it, while his orgams hit as well and they were glistening with post-orgams glow together. 

“I love you too.” Yoongi said when he could speak again, kissing the leader deep and slow. He wanted to tell him so many things, but words didn’t come to him now, so he kissed. He tried to tell everything to Namjoon through kisses. 

Namjoon pulled out a little later, Yoongi letting him rest on his torso, while caressing his head and hinting small kisses on top of it. The others started to talk silently, filling the silence with mindless chatter, circling a few bottles of water around to rehydrate themselves, but Yoongi was still floating. 

“Thank you.” He said suddenly. Namjoon lifted his head from Yoongi’s chest to look at him and the others also gathered around him with concerned eyes and raised eyebrows. “Thank you for pulling me out of my mind tonight.” Yoongi continued. It was addressed to all of them but he was looking into Namjoon’s eyes, deep and knowing, like lovers do. 

“Anything for you baby.” Namjoon said as he kissed him deeply and Yoongi heard the others humming in acknowledgement. 

They slowly ended up gathering things around them. Hoseok and Namjoon brought warm, wet towels and started cleaning up the others and then themselves. 

The seven of them ended up sleeping on the mattresses, with Yoongi in the middle, cuddled close to Namjoons side on the left, while on his right Jungkook spooned him. Behind him Hoseok and on the other side Taehyung and Jimin with Jin’s arms draped around all of them. 

It took Yoongi and Namjoon a little while to fall asleep, but they didn’t want to disturb the others so they only stared at each other, exchanging soft touches and kisses. 

“Thank you Joon-ah. I know it was you.” 

“Well, it did take a little nudging, but they all ended up wanting to do this for you.” Namjoon said he brushed a stray strand of hair out of Yoongi’s eyes. “I’m glad we could help.” 

“You always help.” Yoongi buried his head into Namjoon’s chest. “I love you Joon-ah.” He whispered. 

“I love you too hyung.” The leader said, dropping one last kiss on the other’s head, finally letting sleep overtake him. 

And it was true.

If they had each other, they could face anything life throws at them. 


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